The full moon cast a soft glow on the bed, illuminating the curvaceous figure of the Indian woman lying there. She was completely naked, her dark skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Her long, thick hair was spread out across the pillow, a cascade of black satin.
Ravi couldn’t believe his luck. He had always been attracted to Indian women, with their dark skin and exotic features. And this woman, she was a goddess. He had spent the evening wining and dining her, and now here they were, in his bedroom.
He climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over hers. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. He leaned down and kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to tangle with his.
He trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. She moaned, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. He continued his descent, his lips finding her hard nipples. He sucked and bit at them, eliciting gasps and moans from the woman beneath him.
His hand wandered down her body, finding her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her walls clench around him. She was so tight, so hot. He added a second finger, stretching her out.
She was writhing beneath him now, her moans becoming louder and more urgent. He knew she was ready, but he wanted to make her wait just a little longer. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his mouth.
He licked and sucked at her clit, feeling it swell beneath his tongue. She was close, so close. He slipped a finger back inside her, curling it up to hit her G-spot. That was all it took. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves.
Ravi climbed back up her body, positioning himself at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeing the desire and need in them. He thrust into her, filling her completely. She gasped, her nails digging into his back.
He began to move, thrusting in and out of her. She met him thrust for thrust, her hips rising to meet his. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, feeling her walls clench around him.
She was close again, so close. He could feel it building inside her. He thrust deeper, harder. She cried out, her orgasm taking her over the edge. He followed her, his own release taking him by surprise.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined. The moon cast a soft glow on their bodies, illuminating their satisfied smiles.
The end.
